Fool's Gold

What luster I have amassedmining silently, my souland the poetry breezingthrough us.

I want to gleamin his eyes, buthe picks at the pyriteI have yet to scrape awayand at the gilthe hammeredonto me, flaking aureateatop aureateuntil I don't know goldfor the painof the burnish.

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